Every time I´m kicked to the ground Broken bones and broken proud People laughing with dark delight Pushing mental suicide My hate regains, the faces come Urging every night to take Revenge Faces in my nightmares Telling me to kill My lungs Are filled with burning air I cannot stand these stares Impregnated with hate and destruction Faces Reflected in my mind Urging me to kill Kill and mutilate to serve My needs To fulfill my delights A mental suicide To punish those who mocked with me Faces in my nightmares Telling me to kill An axe in my hand held tight To serve my revenge-will